What Was I Doing Again? (William Afton X Reader fanfiction)

Now Hiring

You're phone had been making the same annoying ringtone for the past hour. Which only meant one thing, your good friend Kato is trying to call you the moment you had woken up. The sad thing is is that you two know each other's schedules so well that is was creepy. You gave up on ignoring the poor soul's calls and picked up, "Good morning Kato. What's so important that you had to call at six thirty in the morning and persist for nearly an hour?" You're voice was filled with drowsiness. Six thirty AM was the time you were supposed to wake up and get ready for the day. You of course struggled with that, but you've been getting better now that your ADHD friend has been helping you out. Calling you as soon as six thirty hits. It annoys you but you're thankful. Kato laughed their silly laugh, you could never tell if it was crying or laughing until you hear their cheery voice, "Good morning to you too, y/n! I was just looking at the job sites for a job you and I could work at and I found this spiffy looking restaurant that is in need of waiters." You groan with annoyance, "Kato you know I don't do well with people."
"Oh. Well there's a janitor spot open! The pay is pretty good too!" Now their cheery voice was going to drive you insane. You take a deep breath, Just trying to help you, y/n. Accept it. You force a painful smile, even though your friend couldn't see you, "I'll look into it. What's the restaurant called?" There was a pause, then some typing, and another pause, "Uhh... The site says it's called Freddy FazBear's Pizza? Not sure if I said any of that right." You stand by your bed, blood running cold. The space around you suddenly felt tight, confined, shrinking. You're heart races to keep up with your quiet, quick and shallow breaths before you suddenly feel calm, tranquil. Relaxed. "Yeah." You forced the words out, "I'll look into it. And you'll be cleaning the toilets, even if you are a waiter." I laughed at my own comment, Kato joined in. You knew this was a cheerful laugh this time, they always laughed at your silly comments and stupid jokes.
You ended the call and sighed, running your hand through your greasy hair. You felt disgusting, more so disgusted with yourself and how lazy you have been with your physical wellness and health. You decided to finally take the initiative to clean your disgusting body. Sliding into your dark blue fuzzy slippers, you zombie-shuffled into the bathroom and turned the light on, squinting your eyes beforehand to prepare for the blinding yellow light.
The bathroom was pretty clean; the marble countertop wiped spotless with neatly organized toiletries. Your toothbrush sat in a cup, teasing you on it's easy life. Next to it stood the toothpaste, mint was always the flavor you went after. The taste just made you feel good somehow. You scoffed at the items on the counter and turned the shower on, feeling the water for a few seconds to make sure it was warm enough before taking your pajamas off. The lime green short sleeve t-short you always wore to bed lay crumpled on the floor, a prime example of your life right now. After getting your clothes off and in the shower, you sighed. Freddy FazBear's huh? Every time you drove past the building you felt chills go up your spine, eventually you changed routs to go to school and come home. You had heard the rumors of how many children died there but you were fairly positive that was just an excuse made by angry parents to tell their own kids that they can't go there. You never believed them, never have and probably never will. You let the warm water splash over your face as your mind wandered to the usual shower thoughts, how do planes work? Who in their right mind decided humans was a good idea? Of course, by the time you finished your shower none of your ten trillion questions would have come close to an answer. You exhaled in relief as you towel dried yourself, feeling a lot better now that you were clean. Wrapping the towel around your body, you walked out of the bathroom with a refreshed smile, turning the fan on to take all the steam out as you left.
Turning your bedroom light on you sighed in disappointment, clothes littered the floor, making it look like a trash filled ocean, and your bed looked like someone had too much fun the night before. You chuckle to yourself at the thought of being in bed with someone else. No one would dare even look at you with that type of interest. You had accepted the fact you would be single forever about a week ago, it was a calming thought at this point. Picking up the dirty clothing off the floor, you tossed the cluster of fabrics into the laundry room, promising to do it later but knowing in the back of your mind that you wouldn't do it for another week.
Digging through your drawers, you managed to pull together and outfit containing jeans and a bright red t-shirt. When did I get so many brightly colored shirts again? Oh right, shopping trips. Kato managed to drag you out of bed two weeks ago to get new clothes for the upcoming college semester. Even though school wouldn't start for you for another six months. It had felt good to leave your apartment however, be able to walk around and laugh with them. That weekend had been refreshing for you, being dumped by your boyfriend had sent you through the slumps. Kato had taken note of that right away and decided to take you out all week to cheer you up, the pampering worked and you forgot about him right away.
After cleaning your apartment it was ten AM and you were ready to go back to sleep. Fresh sheets were on your bed and your room didn't smell like a locker room after a football game. It now smells like a real living environment. Something tolerable anyways. You slide into your desk chair and heave a long sigh as you open your laptop and look at the job site that you and Kato stared at for two hours a day, discussing with each other about which job would work well for them as a team. So far this pizzeria seemed to be the only one. You were glad your high school friend hadn't heard the gruesome stories people told about that place, some people still had innocent minds.
The first thing you saw on the website were four ugly cartoon mascots. The sight of them looking happy made you want to die. The middle one, a fluffy brown bear that went by the name of Freddy FazBear, held a microphone up to his mouth and he looked ready to spit lyrics out at you but was forever stuck in a loop of imaginary inhales and exhales. You grinned and the thought of something having it worse than you. The next mascot your eyes drifted to was a yellow duck, Chica. Or chicken. It looked like both to you. The orange beak was the thing that threw you off, it was curved in a cheeky open-mouth smile that looked ready to swallow you whole. Like that one scene in IT where the clown's mouth just swallowed the poor kid in one helping(note that I, the writer, has only seen clips of that movie. I can't stomach watching clowns and kids). The bib on the yellow mascot made you chuckle to yourself, in bright pink and yellow letters were the words, "Let's Eat!" with confetti sprinkled here and there. The only thing you couldn't take serious on this was the fork, positioned in Chica's feathered hand like she was going to take a bite off of it but nothing was on the fork so you laughed a little bit. You enjoyed mocking these things. It made you feel better about your future. Your eyes then slipped to the mascot next to Chica, a red fox. Foxy was it's name, or that's what you remembered anyways. You couldn't help but feel sad for the pirate fox. The artist of the website picture had been generous to the poor thing. The fox's red fur was shimmering in the lights of the artwork, almost screaming out how cute he would be inside. That was a lie, everyone knew the damned thing was in shreds from the years of usage. You were sure that the only reason the silly fox was ripped to nothing but endoskeleton was because of itself. There were a few stories you heard about the kids throwing a few drinks at the poor robot and made it spazz out, causing it to go crazy with its hook on itself. There were a few poorly recorded videos as well, some on YouTube, others in Twitter and Facebook. All in all, Foxy the Pirate Fox has to be your favorite. He may not be as cute and cuddly as the others, then again neither are you, but you relate to him. In a way. You both had great history and then something happened, causing you to go haywire and destroy yourself. In your case it was that stupid ex-boyfriend. He was rude and made you change how you were just for him. Thank god you're done with him. The final mascot was on the far left, next to Freddy. A sickly purple greeted your eyes and you wondered who the hell made this artwork. Bonnie the Bunny. Sounds like he'd be cute but he's probably the scariest out of all of them, right next to Chica that is. The rabbit's violet eyes seemed to stare into your soul, making you shiver. His red bow tie was at a slight angle as he held up his guitar in pride, his front teeth gleaming in the artwork's light. You shook your head in annoyance and scrolled down, looking for information on how to become employed.
You didn't have to scroll very far to find a bright yellow, red and orange gif saying "NOW HIRING!" Confetti flowed smoothly down the small sign, "Why do people try so hard..?" You sighed to no one in particular as you unlocked your phone and texted Kato, 'Hey this place doesn't seem so bad but they're a little too exciting for me.' As soon as it sent Kato immediately started typing, Jesus Christ this kid was quick to respond. You pictured them just sitting at their desk, watching their phone for hours until you texted them. It creeped you out but you laughed nonetheless. A few moments after you calmed down from that picture, you checked your phone and sure enough, a long ass message from Kato; 'I know it seems a little off but just give it a try! It's not like we have to stay there forever. It's only until we can get a better house and job.' Now that made you laugh, Kato was a lovable kid but they seriously needed to see the big picture; you were never going to get a better place than the one you've got, college was never in your future, and this was probably the best job you would be able find for a couple decades. You take a few minutes to respond, trying to make your words as simple and understandable as possible, 'Glacier, I don't exactly think college is something I can handle. You've seen how disorganized I am. Adding on to that, plus a house, would make me a disaster.' I switch between calling Kato their name and their nickname Glacier. I made it up about two years ago because of house cold glaciers are and how cool Kato is. It stuck after a week of using it, so now it's an official nickname. Again, with lightning fast fingers, Kato responded, 'We'll check out the restaurant, okay? No future plans until we're ready. Promise.' You sighed and sent an "ok" symbol then turned off your phone. Letting out some unholy words against yourself, you stand up and let out a long, long breath. It was one of those moments where you felt you were against the world. Or maybe the world was against you? You didn't exactly know. Everything just seemed to be against everything. Shaking your head you go to put your shoes on, sending a text to Kato about a place to meet for lunch and a time. With another lightning fast response, your friend tells you to meet up at the pizzeria at noon. You sigh with annoyance, sending another 'ok' hand you left your apartment. You had a few hours to spare, you chose to head to the restaurant and have a look around before your little lunch date with Kato.
Climbing into your car you realized how much it smelled like dirty socks and armpits, you gagged. Pulling out the air freshener you had stored in your glove box, you attached it to your car fan and turned the vehicle on, pulling out of the apartment complex parking lot and beginning the surprisingly short drive to the pizzeria to see how shitty your life would be with this job.